This is a song about "Careless mistakes"

I wanna be like drizzy drake don't make any mistakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Sometimes everybody around just mistakes you

And if i do go you better come through

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Patching their mistakes like slick rick

Never blamed for stupid mistakes/

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

I'll take a fucking ax to their head and then use it all careless

One can mention ones self and it'd be too pretentious

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

As i open fire on you with no misfire or mistakes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

You remind me of my dad, reminding me of my mistakes